Limosa Nostra
Some throw like a pitcher do
She's fussing just like a bitch'll do
Tryna get the flow perfect like a picture do
But they don't even hear they don't pay attention to
Limos, and the beautiful bitches
Best believe we getting in it like the stitches
Like the rock life, lotta tats, hitting switches
Like the purple haze, get me, get me, get mе lifted
But they don't know about the gonе
Prescription drugs that I'm on
Oh my, they don't even matter
They don't even stand close to the high I'm after
I ain't got no fear babe, no, no fear
Yeah, uh uh, I ain't scared (x2)
So you could put your hands high, if you wanna get high
Most the people here won't make it out alive
Put your hands high if you wanna get high
And I'm up like the black bird
Lose my mind all the times I ain't have her
Well maybe it'd be different if I mastered
Everything that I've been after, babe
And now she bashful, blushing
Got me thinking that we getting into something
Well maybe I'm tripping, she's bluffing
Or maybe I'm fucking, she's loving
Maybe its the wind when it flows through her hair
Feel like things can be unfair, we gotta be there
Somewhere I don't know where, nah
Some throw like a pitcher do
She's fussing just like a bitch'll do
Tryna get the flow perfect like a picture do
But they don't even hear they don't pay attention to
Limos, and the beautiful bitches
Best believe we getting in it like the stitches
Like the rock life, lotta tats, hitting switches
Like the purple haze, get me, get me, get mе lifted
But they don't know about the gonе
Prescription drugs that I'm on
Oh my, they don't even matter
They don't even stand close to the high I'm after
I ain't got no fear babe, no, no fear
Yeah, uh uh, I ain't scared (x2)
So you could put your hands high, if you wanna get high
Most the people here won't make it out alive
Put your hands high if you wanna get high
And I'm up like the black bird
Lose my mind all the times I ain't have her
Well maybe it'd be different if I mastered
Everything that I've been after, babe
And now she bashful, blushing
Got me thinking that we getting into something
Well maybe I'm tripping, she's bluffing
Or maybe I'm fucking, she's loving
Maybe its the wind when it flows through her hair
Feel like things can be unfair, we gotta be there
Somewhere I don't know where, nah
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